An Unopened Book
When saying "I love you"
I remember how it feels, I seem to forget.
Love is real.
I recall the warmth of touch,
against my skin. Almost not enough.
I remember how to laugh,
its been along time.
Baried in my past.
I remember how to cry,
its been awhile.
Formed in the corner of my eyes.
I remember to be sincere,
when drying eyes.
from falling tears.
I remember how to talk.
in a softer tone,
on a warm summers walk.
I remember what to do.
In the nervous moments,
saying "I love you".
D. Cody Herring
Copyright ©2003 D. Cody Herring
Love is real.
I recall the warmth of touch,
against my skin. Almost not enough.
I remember how to laugh,
its been along time.
Baried in my past.
I remember how to cry,
its been awhile.
Formed in the corner of my eyes.
I remember to be sincere,
when drying eyes.
from falling tears.
I remember how to talk.
in a softer tone,
on a warm summers walk.
I remember what to do.
In the nervous moments,
saying "I love you".
D. Cody Herring
Copyright ©2003 D. Cody Herring
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When saying `I love you`
When saying `I love you`
